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... of them called out for death. And there was a single flame in there that wasn't pink at all.
I cocked my head and looked at the bright silver flame in and amongst the pink. It looked so familiar. How could I not know who that one belonged to?" "Liu Wei," I said as I stared mesmerized at it. It was an exact copy of what was currently encased in a diamond inside of me.
"Yup," nodded Violence, not even bothering to look at the silver flame. "The others are harder to find, but you s ...
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